10:30 PM
"It's only 10:30."
"Wanna break up at midnight?
"That works."
10:35 PM
"Sam, wait." He said, breaking the kiss.
"What is it, Benson?"
"Should we be doing this?"
I stared at him, dazed. "What?"
"Well, I mean, if we're breaking up, should we really be..."
"Shut up, Benson." I said, undoing my shirt. "We're just having some fun."
"Don't tell me to shut up!"
Then there was silence.
"Okay...I'm sorry. What do you mean?"
"I mean that if we're over, we shouldn't keep pretending what's about to happen hasn't technically already happened. We're emotionally lying to ourselves."
"Well, you do realize there's one solution to this entire mess, right?"
"Not breaking up?"
Sam nodded. Freddie sighed.
More silence.
"I don't know, Sam."
"So you're saying you really don't want to be with me?"
"I...I don't know. I need to really think about it."
"Yes or no, Freddie, it isn't that hard."
More silence.
"...No."
Silence.
"Sam, I'm so sorry, it's just-"
"Go."
"What?"
"Leave!"
Freddie nodded, opened the elevator doors and got out.
Sam went down to the lobby, got out, and wandered the streets. She eventually winded up home, sat on her porch and cried until the sun came up.
Sorry I'm not very good at introductions. I hope you guys enjoy where this story goes.
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